Snow had slipped into her dirty sneakers, melting due to her body heat. Her body shivered as snow, more like ice, pelted her body.

A cry escaped her as she slipped on some ice under the snow, sending her sprawling several feet. She hissed as the snow shredded at her shin, really wishing that she had given in and wore pants, before she left the crazy goat lady.

But escaping her had been much more important.

She still wanted that bath... She wiped away the tears that threatened to fall from her face.

Numbing fingers dug at the snow, slowly leveraging herself up. A hiss and a sob escaped her, as blood slipped down her hurting legs.

Crack

She froze, that was the sound of a branch breaking, somewhere behind her on this god forsaken path. The amnesic gulped nervously, and sped up as best she could, slipping and sliding every now and then.

Then.. then... they were behind her.

"Hey pal..."

Frisk didn't hear anything else, as she turned, her mind registering a walking, talking, skeleton.

She was in hell, the fall that stole her memory killed her, didn't it?

"Kid?" Came the concerned voice of the skeleton.

The amnesic fell unconscious.